Undead band Here Come the Mummies will unleash their monster beats at the Trop Oct. 29 .
If you want to hear some authentic monster mash music, Here Come the Mummies is the band for you. The ghoulish guardians of funk will perform Saturday, Oct. 29, 9pm in the Tropicana’s Grand Exhibition Center as part of a Halloween Party. Tickets are $20 in advance, $25 at the door.
These undead mummies rock the house with some serious funk and some snappy, often suggestive lyrics. It’s a pretty hip sound for a crew of mummies who were cursed by an Egyptian pharaoh, doomed to roam the earth with their funky undead sounds.
Or, as the band’s Web site explains: Over 5,000 years ago, from the dry stretches of the not-so-fertile crescent, wandered a well endowed, if foul smelling tribe, Expleticus Deleticus. They played upon musical instruments that, although crude, were nevertheless vessels of seeming infinite funkiness. Unearthed hieroglyphs (some thought to be the first instances of sexual innuendo in song “lyrics”) tell a salacious story: a tribe possessing the power to groove most righteously, made drop the tunics of five luscious teenage daughters of the Pharaoh, who subsequently cursed them with a spell so vile, merely to repeat its name is to reduce your tongue to cinders inside your very head.
Then, In 1922, at a dig in the desert south of Tunis, after hearing the unlikely thumping of music, albeit muffled, emanating from the sands underfoot, Professor Nigel Quentin Fontenelle Dumblucke IV unearthed the ruins of an ancient discotheque to find a dozen undead Egyptian mummies astonishingly still in the act of performing what he terms, “Terrifying funk from beyond the grave.”
Luckily for this reporter, I didn’t have to travel to Egypt to communicate with a mummy. It seems the mummies have adapted nicely to the modern world, including the use of a computer and e-mail. Here is my e-mail chat with Java Mummy. The loquacious Java also chatted up Atlantic City Weekly columnist David Spatz. You can add to your mummy knowledge here.
You have been around for thousands of years — what are your musical influences? And how to do describe your sound?
Our mission is to make women dance ... OK, dudes too. We have found that since the mid 1960s that R&B, funk, and Latin tinged rock music seems to work best. As far as influence goes, we are sponges: we love Earth, Wind & Fire, Stevie Wonder, The Meters on the funky end of the spectrum to The Beatles on the pop sensibility side.
Watching your videos, you seem to have a good time despite being dead. What’s up with that?
Mummies get such a bad rap. We are often confused with brain eating zombies, or the killing mummies of the movies. We are more like Mike: “Lovers, not fighters.” We love what we do, it makes us laugh singing about getting down ... because we love getting down.
Why do mummies have trouble keeping friends? They’re so wrapped up in themselves. OK that was a little cheesy, but appropriate due to the timing of Halloween. And taking the humor out of it, we can correlate this to real life. I’m sure we have all met someone or know someone who is wrapped up in themselves so much that they can’t understand why people close to them can become distant. You know, like the friend who monopolizes every conversation and doesn’t let you get a word in. Or the business colleague who constantly hangs around you and acts like they care, but something personal happens to you and you have to leave work only to never hear from your “friend”...
Here Come the Mummies — and there goes one of my two cardinal rules for covering entertainment. Ever since e-mail became the most expedient form of communication, I’ve made it a habit never to do e-mail interviews for one simple reason: There’s no way of knowing who is actually answering the e-mail. It could be the celebrated artist I’m interested in profiling in my column but who, for whatever reason, doesn’t want to do a phone interview. But the answers could just as easily be coming from an anonymous publicist or even an unpaid intern working for donuts and college credits. I’ve also avoided talking to the dead. If word got out...
The “boos” will be flowing, people will be shaking their “boo-ties” on the dance floor, and “spirits shall be raised” regardless of “witch” party you opt to attend this Halloween weekend.
If you want to hear some authentic monster mash music, Here Come the Mummies is the band for you. The ghoulish guardians of funk will perform Saturday, Oct. 29, 9pm in the Tropicana’s Grand Exhibition Center.
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